Talking Screen (Jan-Aug 1930)

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Talkie Town By The Talkie Town Tattler One can lead a horse to the water and ought to be able to make him drink — when Loretta Young is doing the leading. "Shemseh" is the name of the horse, folks. I make my "Most of 'em don't, as a rule!" Doug still refused to take the money. 'Go ahead," said the fellow. "Take it. living this way." "How's that?" asked Doug. "I bet anybody I see with a lighter that it won't work. Five dollars is my smallest bet. I win on an average of eighty-five bets out of a hundred. I can afford to lo.se the other fifteen!" ■Whereupon, Doug pocketed the five-dollar bill. EVERY community has its wise-cracker. In the film colony it s Billy Haines, who comes by his humor honestly. On Haines' last birthday, he received a telegram from his parents. It read: "Greetings to the golden egg from the drake and the gander." TLL, of all things, lap an eyeful of this! He was a dim producer. He had a nice secretary. Both the producer and secretary distinctly disliked to — er — lie. So they rigged up a lil scheme between them. ■When a 'pciiiona non grata' (someone who is classed, as a nuisance) calls this particular movie man on the phone, his secretary gives the voice the usual 'Just a moment, please,' business. The producer shakes his head, reaches in the second drawer of his desk, and pulls forth a photograph. "I'm sorry," the secretary regret.','^ to the hopeful other-end-of-the-wire, "but Louis Wolheim — such a nice boy — ^^sits down every day and writes a poem to a helpless flower or something. Yeah ! He's just the typewriter. Mr. So-and-So is looking at a picture and can't be disturbed!" THERE is one souvenir from which Laura La Plante could not be separated, unless you walked over her dead body, as they say. It is a helmet presented to her by ex-service men who work ed with her in Finders Keepers, and this is the inscription: Greater Hollywood Post 1508 Veterans of the Foreign Legion "Veterans of Foreign "Wars Presented to Laura La Plante by her buddies of the Finders Keepers company in token of appreciation of a true soldier. November 19, 1927. NOTICING that one of the electricians on the set had watched him narrowly all day. William Powell sought out the man tvhen the company was dismissed. "Say, ivhat's the matter with me?" he asked. "Well," explained the man with a broad grin, "the working crew got up a pool on which of the ten actors would forget his lines first. I picked you twice and lost both times'." THEY tell this one about Carl Laemmle, Jr., out at Universal Studios, where his word is law: 29